all her toil

oh that noise that refuses to die down oh that clutter that refuses to clear oh the people

Come hither and look into my eyes Do you see anything... that speck that bothers me, every living minute - refusing to wash out. Come hither and blow a soft breath maybe it will leave Come hither and look into my eyes Do you see anything... - "I see life", you say.

Draining the smoke charring the insides I relish the moments spent with a fool for company! The fingers tremble and dance the amber comes closer and words begin to flow. The knock is silenced Ash flickers beautifully Amber & grey Amber & grey I cradle it like a baby and smother myself.

Soon very soon They will fuse Words & people Imagination & the truth, They will come together And make for a picture A portrait that's grainy But that will still evoke from discerning eyes A truthful nod and a memory.